Annoyances of a little sister

"Nan. Nan. Nan? Naaaannnn?" Vivia drew whined as she sat on her bed on her side of the bedroom she shared with her older sister Nancy. She put down her magazine and let out a groan. "Nancy!"

"WHAT?!" Nancy asked, slamming her laptop shut. "What could possibly be so important that you have to interrupt me while I'm trying to study? I have a huge exam tomorrow and I CANNOT fail. Otherwise I'll have to take the corse all over again! So what is it?!"

Vivia smacked her hot pink red tinted lips before speaking. "When you and Ned were together was he a good kisser?" She questioned, placing her chin on her knees.

"Why do you care?" Nancy questioned back. Her blue eyes lit up, and her mouth grew into a huge grin. "Do you have a crush on him?"

"Now you sound like Bess." Vivia said rolling her eyes. Bess was one of Nancy's best friend, and Vivia's of course. She had a thing for any good looking guy she could find, and would try to flirt with him at any cost. "Well was he?"

Nancy nodded firmly. "He was a genuinely good kisser. That's all you need to know." She replied, going back to her studying.

"What about Frank Hardy then?" Vivia wondered.

"What about him?" Nancy asked.

"Is he a good kisser?" Vivia asked.

"I wouldn't know. I've never kissed him." Nancy replied.

"But you want to." Vivia insisted.

"Frank and I are good friends, and that's how we prefer to remain." Nancy said.

"Then how come whenever you're crying, you run right to the arms of Frank Hardy. I've never seen you cry with anyone else except dad." Vivia laughed.

"Friends can comfort each other, Vivia." Nancy replied.

"He sure enjoys comforting you though." Vivia said, trying to hide the fact she was about to burst out laughing. "He's probably the only one who hasn't seen how you look in the morning." She burst out laughing, and collapsed onto the bed.

"HEY!" Nancy blurted out.

"Lighten up. It was a joke." She said. Vivia then looked at the phone on her nightstand, and reached for it. "I think I just might send that picture you too of yourself this morning to Frank." She pressed a few buttons, and within seconds, the photo was sent to Frank's phone.

"VIVIA! YOU ARE DEAD!" Nancy shrieked. Her sister jumped off the bed, and ran into the bathroom down the hall. Nancy followed but didn't catch up to her quick enough before she locked the door. She stared at the door for a moment, and walked back to her room grumbling.